Please call me Dadaozu

Chapter 372 Foundation Establishment Level Seven, Righteous Spirit (4000)

Zhang Yuanzhu stood tall and straight, like a long sword drawn from its sheath, its sharpness fully revealed.

"I will go into seclusion to reach a higher realm and slay all my enemies."

His blood-red robes fluttered in the wind, his black hair danced wildly, and his pair of eyes were as deep and unfathomable as an abyss.

Fa Yan looked at the young man and seemed to see corpses piled up like mountains and blood covering the mountains and rivers.

At this moment, she felt no regret as she usually did, but instead a strange feeling arose in her heart.

Such conquests, regardless of stance, right or wrong, good or evil, seem quite pure, and perhaps not so bad.

However, it seems like it was half a year ago that the young man last broke through to the sixth level of Foundation Establishment...

too fast!
"Brother Dao, please be cautious. Will such a series of breakthroughs destabilize your foundation and affect your path of cultivation?"

Fayan put his hands together in prayer and spoke to offer a reminder.

"It's not worth it for a few petty people."

Following behind her junior sister, Fajing had a complicated expression. It was the first time she had seen her junior sister genuinely care about others.

Thinking of the young man's actions and the blood that had splattered on his cheeks, he lowered his head and silently recited Buddhist scriptures.

Zhang Yuanzhu gently stroked the long ruler, observing the two nuns' differing reactions, and chuckled softly:
"No need to think too much. I already know the cultivation scriptures by heart. My mind is as solid as divine iron, so how could my foundation be unstable?"

If someone like him still has an unstable foundation due to a minor breakthrough, then from ancient times to the present, he has always been a person with a weak foundation.

Sensing the youth's determination and listening to the confidence in her voice, Fa Yan parted her red lips slightly:
"Brother Dao will surely achieve his wish and advance further."

He tilted his head slightly to look behind him.

"Senior sister, let's leave the valley for now to avoid disturbing our fellow Daoist, and at the same time be on guard against our enemies."

Fajing looked at his junior sister, opened his mouth, but said nothing. A bitter look appeared on his face, and he nodded.

The two women exchanged a few more words with the young man before leaving the valley.

Outside the valley, the earth was cracked and the vegetation was withered and yellow.

Two beautiful figures walked out side by side, gazing at the distant mountains and rivers.

At this moment, the legal representative could no longer hold back and spoke directly:
"Junior sister, your heart is in turmoil."

Fa Yan remained silent, her beautiful face calm and undisturbed. She lowered her clasped hands to smooth out the wrinkles in her clothes.

"It's not that my mind is in turmoil, but rather that my senior sister's emotions are churning, and she doesn't know what to say or how to express herself."

After a pause, Fa Yan raised her head, seemingly observing something, her red lips curving into a smile, and she spoke softly:
"Senior sister, don't overthink it. Nothing can change between you and me."

"And I have always accepted the final outcome and will not do anything more."

"Junior sister..."

He bowed his head, a ripple of emotion stirring deep within his eyes, and softly recited Buddhist scriptures.

……

In the valley, the red figure sat cross-legged.

Above the heavens, magical power surged forth from a radius of several miles.

Within the earth, spiritual energy surged and rolled in.

In less than half an hour, Zhang Yuanzhu had fully recovered and took out the meteorite from his pocket and placed it on his abdomen.

Crackling!

Azure lightning erupted, enveloping his entire body and seeping into his flesh.

In an instant, the medicinal power of the Vajra Pill was rapidly refined, and strands of gentle energy flowed into the body, enhancing both physical strength and cultivation.

Time passed by, second by second, and no one knew how much time had gone by.

The lightning around Zhang Yuanzhu dissipated, and the power of the Vajra Pill had been completely refined.

He first sensed his dantian and spiritual platform, and a smile appeared on his face, indicating that his cultivation had improved.

Immediately, he lowered his hand, picked up the meteorite, and examined it carefully.

Compared to the original meteorite, it has become several shades dimmer.

"Pity!"

Zhang Yuanzhu sighed softly. This strange stone would be completely depleted of its energy after a period of further cultivation.

With a flick of his wrist, he put away the meteorite.

"Next, it's the final step."

The young man whispered in his heart.

He placed his hand on his waist, took out a wooden box containing precious medicine from his storage bag, and flicked it lightly with his fingertips.

Click!

The wooden box was opened, revealing fruit shrouded in a purple mist.

This is a precious medicine that enhances cultivation. It was obtained by killing an enemy, and both Buddhist disciples said it was harmless.

Zhang Yuanzhu reached out, grasped the precious medicine, and pulled it in front of him.

Without hesitation, he swallowed it in one gulp.

The precious medicine melted instantly upon entering the mouth, and streams of energy surged forth, flowing throughout the body.

The magic power began to rise again.

The six spiritual platforms trembled simultaneously, and streams of purple magical power surged forth, filling the dantian.

Roar roar~
Five phantom images of divine beasts appeared, standing in five directions, roaring to the sky, and desperately absorbing magical power.

With each inhalation and exhalation, the magical power becomes purer, and the cultivation level increases slightly.

Gradually, a blurry phantom appeared on the mind platform.

As the magical power surged and churned, the illusory figure became increasingly clear.

At the same time, the Yin-Yang Jade Tree suspended above cast strands of tri-colored light, brushing against the illusory shadows.

In an instant, the illusory figure trembled slightly and began to pulsate slowly.

Click!

The sound of shackles breaking echoed in my ears.

The seventh level of the spiritual platform leaped from illusion into reality and fully emerged.

Foundation Building Stage 7, complete!
At the moment of breakthrough, the body's flesh, skin, bones, and internal organs begin to transform, evolving towards a higher level.

In his mind, spiritual awareness surged and gathered around the pagoda, above the ninth level, the tenth level of the pagoda appearing and disappearing.

At this moment, the three treasures of essence, energy, and spirit begin to rapidly improve.

This is a comprehensive upgrade!
time flies.

A cup of tea!

One hour!

A whole day and night!!!
Seven days and seven nights have passed.

His magical power surged like a vast ocean, his physical body was solid and his blood and qi were surging, and a ten-layered glazed pagoda stood quietly within his mind.

Zhang Yuanzhu slowly stood up from his seated position.

Like a sacred mountain rising from the ground, occupying the entire space, displacing tens of millions of tons of air, its piercing roar echoing between heaven and earth.

With one step, a torrent of blood energy overflowed, spreading across hundreds of miles of land and brushing through every corner.

At this moment, an incredibly powerful feeling filled my heart.

Enemies who once required fierce battles can now be easily slain.

Call ~
With a single breath, it cleaved through the mountains, leaving behind a hundred miles of ravines.

"I'm stronger now!"

The young man chuckled, a slight smile playing on his lips, tinged with a hint of coldness.

He broke through his cultivation level and his strength increased dramatically.

Furthermore, with the ability to use high-grade spiritual artifacts, his combat strength will undoubtedly increase further.

He stretched out his hand, flicked his sleeve, and streaks of light flew out from his storage bag, fluttering in front of him.

The Golden Spirit Lamp, Jade Bracelet, Emperor Sword, and Golden Bell are the four top-grade spiritual artifacts he possesses.

Among them, the Jade Bracelet has the [characteristic] of damage mitigation and requires control, while the other three spiritual artifacts can all be used for offensive purposes.

Lost in thought, he slung the Emperor Sword over his back, hung the Golden Bell at his waist, and placed the Golden Spirit Lamp in his bosom.

"Congratulations on breaking through the barrier, fellow Daoist, and taking another step forward on your path of cultivation."

A gentle voice came from afar, and two beautiful figures arrived, stepping on purple blood energy.

Fa Yan gazed at that tall, slender figure with gentle eyes.

"Breaking through a realm in half a year is unprecedented in ancient history."

"It's just a slight improvement, nothing to brag about?"

Zhang Yuanzhu shook his head, completely unconcerned.

He took a step forward, stopping a step away from the woman, his eyes serious.
"I'm going to kill some people, and I'll be back soon to take you all with me."

He raised his palm and tossed out a crimson jade slip.

"Take this jade slip. If you are in danger, you can contact me."

"Victory is assured in this battle! This humble nun awaits your good news!"

Fa Yan accepted the jade slip, nodded slightly, and did not suggest going along. She and her senior sister were too weak; fighting would only be a burden. The best choice was to hide.

Zhang Yuanzhu gave the nun a deep look; the woman's attitude towards him seemed to have subtly changed.

He shook his head, cutting off the distracting thoughts from his mind.

My heart is devoted solely to the Great Way; nothing else matters.

Deep within my soul, the traces of my unique characteristics burst forth, and inexplicable feelings arise.

Zhang Yuanzhu tilted his head slightly, looking north, his double pupils half-closed.

"I sensed it!"

Boom!

He transformed into lightning, shot out, and vanished in an instant.

Thunder roared across the sky, sweeping past mountains, land, and rivers...

And the speed of youth increases with the passage of time.

In just a few days, he arrived at the foot of a mountain.

The mountains and rivers are majestic, reaching straight into the clouds, stretching for hundreds of miles.

Zhang Yuanzhu stood on the ground, following the [characteristic] to track his path, and stepped forward.

Crunch!Crunch!
Fallen leaves are broken, and withered branches are snapped.

The young man climbed the mountain and stopped in front of an ancient tree. He lowered his gaze and looked at the raised mound of earth with a deep and melancholy look in his eyes.

I underestimated you.

He seemed to be sighing, with a hint of regret.

Extend your palm and wave it gently.

Boom!

The mound exploded, and a corpse appeared at the bottom of the pit.

This is an ordinary skeleton, with rotting flesh and wounds remaining on its body.

"The Yin energy was extinguished, the corpse energy dissipated, and the nine-layered spiritual platform, along with the evil energy, was completely destroyed."

Zhang Yuanzhu whispered.

This was his jade-armored corpse, neither sealed nor used by his enemies, but destroyed and discarded here.

Zhang Yuanzhu showed no dissatisfaction; instead, he smiled, patted his palm, and exclaimed in praise:
"The righteous path may be weak, but it possesses integrity."

After sealing the Jade Armor Corpse, the most advantageous course of action would be to break the restrictions on the Corpse Refining Platform and then refine it to fight the enemy, rather than destroying it so casually.

However, only an opponent like this is somewhat interesting.

A thought came to my mind.

Boom!

Thunderbolts fell from the sky, destroying the wreckage.

A wisp of pure energy was drawn from the ashes, and at the same time, the aura of the Blood Burning Bead was found, and the [Special Attribute] from the depths of the mind burst forth.

An inexplicable feeling welled up in my heart.

The young man tilted his head slightly, a smile playing on his lips.
"Keep fighting!"

Without hesitation, he transformed into lightning, traversing the sky, and in an instant, he was a hundred miles away.

He quickly approached the sect leader.

Two figures stood side by side in front of the gate, gazing at the magnificent landscape.

Yong Xindao stood with his hands behind his back, his white hair dancing in the wind:
"Brother Daoist, are you leaving now?"

A man wearing a blue-gold cloak stood beside the old man, looking helpless.

If we're talking about the righteous sects, the one that most wants that person to perish is definitely Qingyangzhai.

Since Zhang Yuanzhu entered the Shichuan Plain, two True Immortals have perished because of him, and both were cultivators from the Qingyang Daoist Academy.

As for Foundation Establishment cultivators and Qi Refining cultivators, they are countless.

However, the opponent's methods of concealing the secrets of heaven and severing cause and effect are too profound.

Even the senior disciples of Yiyang Academy, one of the four major academies of Qingyangzhai, who possessed magical treasures, were unable to deduce it.

The man's arms hung naturally at his sides as he spoke softly:
“Sect Master Yong, it’s not that I want to leave, but there are more and more cultivators gathering around the Wuliang Palace Pass, so I need to go back.”

"As for the unorthodox cultivator named Zhang Yuanzhu, if he takes a direct hit, even if he doesn't die, he will be severely injured."

This was the only way he could appease the sect leader.

The old man's brows were furrowed.

He believed this was inappropriate; once you start something, you should go all out, there's no reason to give up halfway.

Moreover, the demonic artifact obtained from the corpse was best destroyed, but it was taken by the man in the blue cloak.

"Ugh!"

"Brother Dao, please go ahead. I will mobilize the other fellow Daoists to search for that person's hiding place with all our might."

"This is the only way. Thank you, Sect Leader."

After exchanging a few words, the man in the cyan-gold cloak leaped up, his body transforming into a cyan light, and prepared to leave.

Yong Xindao also sighed, turned around, and walked towards the sect.

Suddenly, the old man's expression changed drastically.

Golden light!

A dazzling golden light appeared from the horizon, instantly traversing the sky and approaching him.

At this moment, the old man finally saw the true form of the golden light: a three-legged golden bird holding a golden bell in its beak.

Its feathers are golden, and its eyes are like those cast in gold, exuding a sacred aura mixed with a fierce fighting spirit.

Roar! Clang!
A cry, a bell toll, and invisible ripples swept across the vast wilderness, causing hundreds of miles of mountains and rivers to explode simultaneously.

Whether it was a staircase leading straight into the clouds or a gatekeeper of a celestial palace, it all turned to ashes in an instant, rising with the dust.

The old man also suffered a calamity; his consciousness trembled, his vision blurred, and his body cracked.

"Sect Master Yong!"

A furious roar came from the sky, trying to awaken the old man.

My vision began to clear, and what came into view was a flash of light from a fist.

The fist shone brightly, containing the light of the sun, moon, and stars, reflecting all things in the world, and pressed against the old man's chest.

Stab it!

Blood splattered, bones scattered, and a fist imprint pierced through his chest.

All of the old man's vitality was being rapidly extinguished.

Zhang Yuanzhu slowly withdrew his arm, looking at the sect leader who had lost his support and collapsed to the ground.

"This is what real fighting is all about!"

A single cry can disturb the mind, a single punch can extinguish life; it's simple to the point of cruelty.

Yong Xindao's face was pale. His gaze passed over the red shadow and fell on the sect that had been razed to the ground. His eyes revealed sorrow.

'The perseverance of sages for thousands of years was ultimately destroyed by him.'

However, the old man quickly sensed the faint life force buried underground, and his expression became somewhat bewildered.

With a golden bell on his head, Zhang Yuanzhu strode forward past the old man who had collapsed to the ground, meeting the approaching man.

A deep voice came from behind.

"Although we have different stances, I am still willing to give you a share of the family line."

"Is that so?"

The old man murmured.

The head that had struggled to lift drooped down completely, and there was no more life.

"Zhang Yuanzhu, I'm going to kill you!"

The man, draped in a blue-gold cloak, roared in fury, creating ripples in the air.

Transforming into a blue sun, it crashed down with extreme arrogance, intending to crush its opponent to death.

Zhang Yuanzhu spread his arms, and a crimson-gold radiance emerged, converging and transforming into feathers.

The three-legged golden bird reappears, carrying a golden bell in its beak and spreading its wings.
fly!
A bright sun and a divine bird crossed the sky in an instant and collided.

Rumble!
Amidst the deafening roar, blue and golden light intertwined, the bell tolled incessantly, and a furious roar echoed through the heavens.

The two collided more than a hundred times in less than a breath.

The blue light dissipated, and the feathers fell, but neither could gain an advantage.

boom!
Another loud bang was heard, and the two took the opportunity to retreat.

A crimson figure and a blue figure faced off across the sky.

"You scoundrel, even if you break through and become stronger, it won't change the fact that you will perish today."

The man, draped in a cyan-gold cloak, had icy eyes that radiated a chilling killing intent.

(End of this chapter)